Misty Loch

The misty loch water oh so still
With that gentle reflection of the heather filled hills
The morning grass all covered in dew
If you new how much I missed you

The dear by your shoreline quenching his thirst
As the morning sun begins to burst
The mist will be gone soon as I stand there in awe
This is the Scotland that I do adore

No words in a poem
Or letter I write
Can tell of your beautiful mystical site
Your picture is with me when I go to bed
And will always be there till I’m dead


22 09 2010
Chellaston

by Jim O'Donnell

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